“I hate! I hate you!” she exclaimed, vehemently.
She called to the hospital attendants to save her from being kidnaped.
Nick Carter laughed at this.
He was more than reasonably sure of success; she, he felt certain, would talk rather than remain in prison any length of time.
Not wishing to walk through the streets with a prisoner dressed in woman’s attire, the detective engaged a coach and was driven to headquarters.
The chief was delighted at the capture; like his subordinate, he believed the woman could be made to talk.
She was taken away and locked in a cell, neither of the officers questioning her.
“After the woman is there an hour,” said the chief, “she will be willing to do almost anything to get out.”
In this Nick agreed with him.
Nick remained at headquarters for an hour or more, until he was summoned into the chief’s private office.